I've Been Reading A Blog
called The Immortal Alcohol. It sums up my exah who has been at death's door more times than I can count or even know about the past few years. It's like Whack A Rat. He is near death, we get the call he's dying and he somehow rallies round to cause havoc for another few months. His drinking comes in waves with periods of times he can hold life together enough to do major things like move house with no help. I don't submit to the view he drinks cos he must. He drinks cos he wants to and chooses to cut back ( he has never stopped, not even in rehab) when it suits him so he can appear recovered enough to leach off people for a while by using his various alcohol caused illnesses to get help. I am so tired of this Merry Go Round I am forced to be on until my son's agree to get off it. I want nothing more to do with him and I am praying for the day they feel the same. I am bone weary of him, his life and his pathetic selfish ways.